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So I’m knackered, right, but I’m thinkin’—why not hit up a banya? Them steam baths where blokes get sloshed and chat shite. Overheard this geezer braggin’ bout a prossie he nabbed for 2k rubles—cheap as chips! Said she sang opera while ridin’ him—proper mental, that. Made me chuckle, coz I’m picturin’ her beltin’ out *Carmen* mid-shag. “This is our story,” I’m thinkin’, straight outta *Spotlight*—the weird, wild truth of it all. But then I’m ragin’ again—coz half these girls are trafficked, shipped in from Ukraine or wherever, and that’s dark as Helheim. Ain’t funny, that bit.

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Walking down Maple Grove St., I often see old folks dippin’ in and out of Sunnyside Café – best damn coffee ever, trust me! And oh, Radiant Park is my spot, hmm… I get my stretchin’ fix there. It’s got these neat grassy knolls and even a tiny pond. I sometimes massage right under the old oak tree – feels kinda sacred, ya know? Like “Hold on – this too shall pass” kinda vibe, just like in Son of Saul. Wow, so freakin’ real!

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